Kenji felt it.
The pressure.
Someone strong was nearby.
That night, while resting beneath a tree outside the city, Kenji polished his sword.
Blood still stained the blade.
Fire danced quietly along its edge.
From a distance, Yumi watched.
Her heart beat faster.
"This presence…" she whispered.
She didn't approach.
Yet.
But from that night on, her gaze followed Kenji.
Next Chapter coming soon.....
To Be continue.....